1 The door opposite mine I tried, but found it locked.
2 I looked up at the Professor and caught his eyes fixed on mine.
3 His eyes caught the look in mine, and, without his thinking, followed their direction.
4 His hand actually seemed like a steel vice that could have crushed mine if he had chosen.
5 Henceforth no effort of mine, no piteous cry or agonised entreaty, would make them even look at me.
6 This land is very different from yours or mine; even if we did have a special, it would probably not arrive as soon as our regular train.
7 Dr. Vincent, of the North Hospital, where the papers say the child is, is friend of mine, and I think of yours since you were in class at Amsterdam.
8 Ah, I doubt not that in old time, when such things were, many a man who set forth to do such a task as mine, found at the last his heart fail him, and then his nerve.
9 I hope I did right in not saying anything of it to Mrs. Westenra; I should never forgive myself if any act of mine, were it even a negative one, brought harm on poor dear Lucy.
10 Your friend and mine, Mr. Peter Hawkins, from under the shadow of your beautiful cathedral at Exeter, which is far from London, buys for me through your good self my place at London.